TerraOps
Terran Civilian
Chief, Terran Operations
Terra-beautiful, mysterious, but not what you think.
Posts: 403
Registered: Oct 30, 2010 21:41:12 GMT -6
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Post by TerraOps on Apr 25, 2011 10:58:59 GMT -6
Keanu leaves and heads back to his own cabin. Cotter shuts the door and sighs as he sees the bedroom door is once more closed. *Women! hmph*
Cotter walks to the bedroom door and opens it then looks at Cheryl. *I have to go at first light. No worries, I'll be back by dark if all goes well. Let's get some sleep.*
Cheryl looks at him disgusted that he is leaving her again. *Oh that's just greeeeeeeeeeat!* she punches her pillow and turns her back to him as she lays there fuming mad. She closes her eyes and wonders if he will be back at all. What with the state of the unrest on their little piece of Heaven called Terran. *I'll fix you a good breakfast in the morning then* she says as she closes her eyes to sleep.
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Harriett Dubman
Terran Civilian
Terran
They call me the Conductor........ Follow me to Freedom!
Posts: 19
Registered: Apr 21, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -6
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Post by Harriett Dubman on Apr 25, 2011 20:31:58 GMT -6
I looks through my old trunk and finally smiles as I pulls out a lightweight nightgown. I hand it to Marla. "here ya goes, you can wear this fer tonite. This here sofa's right comfy if I do say so meself. Here's a blanket what you can cover with. I'm goin to bed now, Miss Marla. I'll sees ya in the mornin" I carry my lamp to my room and puts on my nighty then gets under my covers and turns out the lamp.
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Marla Johanssen
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Spec Ops
Yeah, I am SpecOps
Posts: 106
Registered: Oct 22, 2010 14:28:57 GMT -6
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Post by Marla Johanssen on Apr 25, 2011 20:33:46 GMT -6
Grateful for the nightgown I take it from the old woman. "thank you, Harriett. Yes, I'll see you in the morning" she leaves and I take off the shirt and jeans and slip on the nightgown. I get myself situated on the sofa and cover up with the blanket before I turn out the lamp she left for me to use. Soon I am fast asleep wondering what tomorrow will bring and if I will ever cross paths with J Castorious again.
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General Odin Cotter
Terran Defense Forces
Commnader, Terran Defense Forces
Your Saviour
Posts: 178
Registered: Apr 25, 2011 16:40:34 GMT -6
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Post by General Odin Cotter on Apr 25, 2011 23:28:01 GMT -6
*At first light waking up early, rolling over. Reaching my arm around squeezing Cheryl in my arms.*
"I love you baby and I am sorry, but the true as to way I must leave is we need some food and supplies. I am going hunting and doing some trading. I'll be in the shower"
*Climbing out of bed reaching down removing my shorts tossing them in the basket. Walking to the bathroom I turned the cold knob three-and-a-half turns then cranked the hot up all the way in hopes of finding the median between these oddly tempered waters. Though, that didn't take long this time, it usually took about five minutes to manage it. Then, by grabbing the middle knob and giving it two full turns, water began to cascade from the shower-head, sounding like rain as it hits the tile flooring.
Ugh! Just get in the damn shower, Odin! I scolded myself in my head, shaking it back to reality. And I did just that. Stepping into the steamy shower, looking around for the soap. I spotted it in the corner, a bottle of shampoo. I hefted it and quickly squeezed some out into my hand. With the other, I turned the shower head away from myself, spraying the glass wall. I began to wash myself all over. I ran a hand over my scarred but buff frame with a robotic hand and lathered it well. I then turned my attention to my arms and chest, smearing the suds around in smooth circles. I went lower and made sure I cleaned my belly button well; that got really dirty at times. I went even lower and...stopped.*
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Marla Johanssen
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Spec Ops
Yeah, I am SpecOps
Posts: 106
Registered: Oct 22, 2010 14:28:57 GMT -6
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Post by Marla Johanssen on Apr 26, 2011 15:42:45 GMT -6
First light of day dawns:
I flutter my eyes open and see it is daylight outside. I stretch and yawn wondering what the day might bring. Throwing back the cover I sit up on the sofa then reach for the clothes that Harriett has given me. I wriggle into the jeans and the pull on the flannel shirt. I button all but the top and bottom two buttons. Grabbing the shirt tails I deftly tie it around my midriff in a knot. Then I pull on some socks she laid out for me and a pair of boots that are just the perfect size. Black leather and very soft at that.
I fold up the blanket then hear Harriett clattering some pans in the kitchen so I walk out to see if I can help her make some breakfast. Rastas is laying in front of the fire and he raises his head and eyes me then lays his massive jowls on his front paws and takes a deep breath.
"Guess he's decided I'm not a threat to her" I mutter as I walk past him "Good boy, Rastus, good boy. Now don't you move a muscle" I watch him warily as I walk past him.
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Harriett Dubman
Terran Civilian
Terran
They call me the Conductor........ Follow me to Freedom!
Posts: 19
Registered: Apr 21, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -6
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Post by Harriett Dubman on Apr 26, 2011 15:45:14 GMT -6
I gets up with the crowin o' the rooster and puts on me clothes. Tryin to be quiet so's Missy can sleep I start the wood cook stove's fire and start to fry up some grits and bacon. I go out to the henhouse and fetch us some right nice eggs and bring 'em in and put 'em on the counter nearby.
I hear her movin 'round out in the livin' room and smile as she comes a paddin out to the kitchen.
"Morning Child, did you sleep well?" I turn and look at her and she's just as purty as I remembered her bein'.
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Marla Johanssen
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Spec Ops
Yeah, I am SpecOps
Posts: 106
Registered: Oct 22, 2010 14:28:57 GMT -6
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Post by Marla Johanssen on Apr 26, 2011 15:46:47 GMT -6
"Oh yes, your sofa is most comfortable, Harriett. What can I do to help out with breakfast? I want to lend a hand here" I look at the bacon frying and the grits and smile. Then I notice the eggs and pick them up. "How about if I cook the eggs for us?"
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Harriett Dubman
Terran Civilian
Terran
They call me the Conductor........ Follow me to Freedom!
Posts: 19
Registered: Apr 21, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -6
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Post by Harriett Dubman on Apr 26, 2011 16:07:15 GMT -6
I hands her a pan with some grease in it and a spatula. "Ok, you cook up some eggs for us Missy. I like mine still runny in the centers" I winks at her and finishes the bacon and takes up the grits. I put them on the small table and gets out some plates and forks for us. "You like milk?Ain't got no juice I'm afeared, but I gots milk from my goats"
I goes over and watches her crack open them eggs then puts 'em in the pan and they start a sizzlin'.
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Marla Johanssen
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Spec Ops
Yeah, I am SpecOps
Posts: 106
Registered: Oct 22, 2010 14:28:57 GMT -6
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Post by Marla Johanssen on Apr 26, 2011 16:09:36 GMT -6
"Goats milk! I haven't had any since I was small. Yes, I would love a glass of fresh milk" I turn the eggs real easy then put them on a plate and bring them to the table while Harriett pours us each a glass of fresh goat milk.
Once she's ready we sit down to breakfast. Not forgetting how she said the Prayer last night I place my hands in my lap and wait for her to begin the Blessing of the Food.
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Harriett Dubman
Terran Civilian
Terran
They call me the Conductor........ Follow me to Freedom!
Posts: 19
Registered: Apr 21, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -6
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Post by Harriett Dubman on Apr 26, 2011 16:14:46 GMT -6
*Dear Lord, we'se thankful for these eats. Please watch over Missy here as she makes her way back to her people with my guy, Cotter. And make sure he's bringin' his fastest steed to get her with, Lord. Amen* I puts a napkin cross my lap and hands her the plate of eggs "Dig in, don't be shy, the food won't stay hot forever ya know" after she gets her a couple of eggs I take a couple and mash 'em up real nice so's the yella's are all mixed in with the whites. Then I hands her the bacon plate and watch while she takes a portion. Finally I pass her the grits and once she's had her fill I take a heapin' spoonful and puts it on me plate. We eat and enjoy the quiet mornin' together. "I reckons Cotter'll be a comin' soon. He's a good man, one of Keanu's trusted soldiers and he'll take right good care of ya. You jes listen to Cotter an you'll be jes fine, Missy"
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Cheryl Cotter
Terran Civilian
Terran
Married to a General, and don't forget it!
Posts: 9
Registered: Apr 25, 2011 23:32:32 GMT -6
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Post by Cheryl Cotter on Apr 26, 2011 16:46:01 GMT -6
*At first light waking up early, rolling over. Reaching my arm around squeezing Cheryl in my arms.* "I love you baby and I am sorry, but the true as to way I must leave is we need some food and supplies. I am going hunting and doing some trading. I'll be in the shower"*Climbing out of bed reaching down removing my shorts tossing them in the basket. Walking to the bathroom I turned the cold knob three-and-a-half turns then cranked the hot up all the way in hopes of finding the median between these oddly tempered waters. Though, that didn't take long this time, it usually took about five minutes to manage it. Then, by grabbing the middle knob and giving it two full turns, water began to cascade from the shower-head, sounding like rain as it hits the tile flooring. Ugh! Just get in the damn shower, Odin! I scolded myself in my head, shaking it back to reality. And I did just that. Stepping into the steamy shower, looking around for the soap. I spotted it in the corner, a bottle of shampoo. I hefted it and quickly squeezed some out into my hand. With the other, I turned the shower head away from myself, spraying the glass wall. I began to wash myself all over. I ran a hand over my scarred but buff frame with a robotic hand and lathered it well. I then turned my attention to my arms and chest, smearing the suds around in smooth circles. I went lower and made sure I cleaned my belly button well; that got really dirty at times. I went even lower and...stopped.* *Hmm rolling over in bed over to his side, smiling from that long thrilling night. Hoping he got enough sleep* "Yes baby I forgive you for leaving again, maybe someday I can come with you."*Crawling out off bed looking back seeing the glissing light bounce from his firm ass, reaching up yawning and stretching. Looking into his drawer pulling out one of his shirts, placing it on as it draps open. Walking off into the kitchen, hearing the shower running as I go fix his brakfest.* *Humming happily as she prepares the French Toast. She whisks up the eggs in a bowl and adds a splash of milk to the mixture then a dash of cinnamon. She mixes it all up smoothly then dips the bread slices on one side then the other and puts it in the hot pan to fry up. She flips the pieces over and does the other side then puts the hot French Toast on a plate and does another batch up. When the toast is all done she pours a tall glass of bourbon and Orange juice for him and a glass of Orange juice for herself and puts it all on the table. Finally she sets out the pancake syrup.* "Odin! ....... breakfast"*She says loudly from the kitchen, hearing the water turn off.*
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Marla Johanssen
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Spec Ops
Yeah, I am SpecOps
Posts: 106
Registered: Oct 22, 2010 14:28:57 GMT -6
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Post by Marla Johanssen on Apr 26, 2011 18:57:13 GMT -6
Once we finish breakfast I offer to dry the dishes while she washes them up and then she puts them away in her tiny cupboard. We sit down at the table to talk.
"I remember you saying something about having a horse that I can ride. If I take your horse how will he get back to you, Harriett?" I run my hand over my long dark hair.
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Harriett Dubman
Terran Civilian
Terran
They call me the Conductor........ Follow me to Freedom!
Posts: 19
Registered: Apr 21, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -6
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Post by Harriett Dubman on Apr 26, 2011 19:11:14 GMT -6
"Oh now, Child, Lightnin' Jack knows his way home. You let him takes ya where ya need to get and then you jes turns him loose. He'll find his way home" I smile at her. "Come on les get you two 'cquainted for Cotter gets here" I walk towards the door of me cabin with her followin' me.
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General Odin Cotter
Terran Defense Forces
Commnader, Terran Defense Forces
Your Saviour
Posts: 178
Registered: Apr 25, 2011 16:40:34 GMT -6
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Post by General Odin Cotter on Apr 26, 2011 19:49:35 GMT -6
*Hmm rolling over in bed over to his side, smiling from that long thrilling night. Hoping he got enough sleep* "Yes baby I forgive you for leaving again, maybe someday I can come with you."*Crawling out off bed looking back seeing the glissing light bounce from his firm ass, reaching up yawning and stretching. Looking into his drawer pulling out one of his shirts, placing it on as it draps open. Walking off into the kitchen, hearing the shower running as I go fix his brakfest.* *Humming happily as she prepares the French Toast. She whisks up the eggs in a bowl and adds a splash of milk to the mixture then a dash of cinnamon. She mixes it all up smoothly then dips the bread slices on one side then the other and puts it in the hot pan to fry up. She flips the pieces over and does the other side then puts the hot French Toast on a plate and does another batch up. When the toast is all done she pours a tall glass of bourbon and Orange juice for him and a glass of Orange juice for herself and puts it all on the table. Finally she sets out the pancake syrup.* "Odin! ....... breakfast"*She says loudly from the kitchen, hearing the water turn off.* *Stepping out the shower, walking on out into the bedroom. Grasping a towel drying off, sitting on the bed pulling on my jeans and shirt my wife laid out. Wondering out into the dinning room, my jaw drops watching Cheryl wearing my shirt that draped open reveling her plum firm....* "Wow baby thanks for all this oh and I was gonna wear that shirt today, do you have my pack ready baby?"*Reaching over filling my plate up as I eat it up.*
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Cheryl Cotter
Terran Civilian
Terran
Married to a General, and don't forget it!
Posts: 9
Registered: Apr 25, 2011 23:32:32 GMT -6
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Post by Cheryl Cotter on Apr 26, 2011 19:56:37 GMT -6
*Hmm rolling over in bed over to his side, smiling from that long thrilling night. Hoping he got enough sleep* "Yes baby I forgive you for leaving again, maybe someday I can come with you."*Crawling out off bed looking back seeing the glissing light bounce from his firm ass, reaching up yawning and stretching. Looking into his drawer pulling out one of his shirts, placing it on as it draps open. Walking off into the kitchen, hearing the shower running as I go fix his brakfest.* *Humming happily as she prepares the French Toast. She whisks up the eggs in a bowl and adds a splash of milk to the mixture then a dash of cinnamon. She mixes it all up smoothly then dips the bread slices on one side then the other and puts it in the hot pan to fry up. She flips the pieces over and does the other side then puts the hot French Toast on a plate and does another batch up. When the toast is all done she pours a tall glass of bourbon and Orange juice for him and a glass of Orange juice for herself and puts it all on the table. Finally she sets out the pancake syrup.* "Odin! ....... breakfast"*She says loudly from the kitchen, hearing the water turn off.* *Stepping out the shower, walking on out into the bedroom. Grasping a towel drying off, sitting on the bed pulling on my jeans and shirt my wife laid out. Wondering out into the dinning room, my jaw drops watching Cheryl wearing my shirt that draped open reveling her plum firm....* "Wow baby thanks for all this oh and I was gonna wear that shirt today, do you have my pack ready baby?"*Reaching over filling my plate up as I eat it up.* "Yes baby your bags are packed and the horse is ready, this shirt here you go then."*Reaching over grasping the shirt but not before inhaling his sweet smell. Reaching back down allowing the shirt to slide back down my arms over my firm ass. Grasping the shirt walking it over to my husband.* "Here you go baby"*Moving over taking my short robe off the back off the couch, placing it on as it fall right to my hips.*
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